Chapter 169: Demon Blood Reappears

Zhang Yan threw out two water whips with his right hand, pulled over the corpses of the two mystical pythons that had just died, walked to a relatively safe place, and pressed the trick on the corpse with one hand, and soon, the beast souls of the two mystical pythons were pulled out and floated in the palm of his hand.

Zhang Yan immediately scanned it with mental power, but found that the beast souls of these two mystical pythons were just ordinary beast souls, not the mystical python beast souls that were born with the talent of illusion. With a wave of his hand, the gathered beast souls were scattered.

"Looks like you're going to have to go inside! I'm afraid I won't be able to see the mysterious python I'm looking for on the periphery of this swamp. Zhang Yan smiled and said, his figure turned around and disappeared into the mist.

"Look, look, this time the list of disciples who participated in the All-Inner Sect Contest is out!"

"It seems that there is another good show to watch this time!" "......" Just when Zhang Yan was looking for the Xuanji Python, the entire Refining City fell into a hustle and bustle, and most of the Refining City was discussing the matter of the entire Inner Gate Dabi. This is also one of the uncommon events in the Refining City, in the Refining City, the inner disciples seem to be only the disciples of the third block, and there are also core disciples on it, true disciples...... In fact, this is not the case at all.

Core disciples, the choice of true disciples is mostly more talented, but this does not mean that the combat power of these disciples is high, often the mainstay of a sect is the inner disciples, and there will be many terrifying strength in each inner disciple. Therefore, in the Refining Weapon City, all the inner disciples are more than all the disciples in this matter, including the core disciples and the outer disciples...... are all concerned.

In the sky above the refining city, a big list was posted in the air, as long as it was a disciple in the sect, he could see it when he looked up. This big list not only simply ranks the names of these inner disciples on it, but the most important thing is that the ranking of the inner disciples above is ranked according to their strength, and it is also a new creation in this election, but the strength ranking written above is only based on the realm first.

Since ancient times, most people can't escape the word fame and fortune, not to mention that these are just full of enthusiasm and are disciples of the age of fighting bravely to win, and this alone has earned enough gimmicks and highlights for this competition. The battle for this list is naturally extremely exciting.

And Zhang Yan's name, who was thousands of miles away, also appeared on the big list in the sky, but the ranking was a little pitiful, after all, he was only a dream cultivator of the sixth order of the dreamer, in this era when the path of physical cultivation was basically cut off, most people would not count the physical cultivation realm in the calculation of strength and realm, and the same was true of this competition in Refining City.

Zhang Yan was completely unaware of everything that was happening in the Refining City, and he was still engrossed in searching one swamp after another, hoping to meet the target he was looking for.

"Bang, bang, bang......" Zhang Yan in the swamp raised his hand, and hammered several punches on the body of a mysterious python that was pressed under him, the huge power on the fist and the giant python's struggling body acted together in the quagmire, and suddenly countless mud was splashing everywhere, and the bodies of the two were getting deeper and deeper, and soon, the huge swamp was also hit by the two of them with potholes everywhere, and the speed of muddy water backflow was far from keeping up with the speed of destruction by the two.

The mud was tumbling, roaring in the sky, and every punch Zhang Yan hit the Xuanji Python, it would collapse more than a dozen scales on its body, and the tail of the Xuanji Python tore the air every time, with a terrifying whistling sound, and the power carried on it was definitely more than the power of Wan Jun, but it was all crotched down by the shield turned by the Wuyue seal on Zhang Yan's body. Its head was held tightly by his right hand, and it did not move at all.

In the end, the strength of the Xuanji python's struggle became smaller and smaller, and the roar gradually became smaller, not as piercing as it was at the beginning, and it was full of energy, and finally, Zhang Yan's full strength fell in the same position, only to hear the sound of "click!", the Xuanji python turned into a corpse, and lay on the ground weakly.

And Zhang Yan jumped into the big pit destroyed by the two of them, and with the corpse brought up, he frequently pinched the trick in his hand, and pulled out the beast soul in the corpse, looking at the soul body in front of him, which was larger than the previous ones, Zhang Yan looked forward to separating a trace of spiritual power and touching the past.

But the result was not satisfactory, this is still an ordinary mysterious python beast soul, but the beast soul is stronger. "Hey, my mystical python, where the hell are you, why are you so hard to find!" Zhang Yan retracted his spiritual power stupidly, and said in his mouth while his eyes surrounded him.

Before and after, Zhang Yan also encountered more than a dozen mystical pythons, and killed more than a dozen, but without exception, the harvest was all ordinary beast souls, and the mystical python with illusion talent has not even seen hair until now, and even the dream beast that can release illusion in the forest of illusions has only seen one, and when he first came in, the rabbit that ate grass.

Suddenly, Zhang Yan was puzzled in his heart, "Could it be that I am looking in the wrong direction?!" But this also made him not suspicious, and after searching for most of the day, there was nothing, even if his patience was good, it was exhausted. In this way, he simply did not go forward, found a place, and sat cross-legged.

Calm down and look at what is in your mind to see if you have missed something. It doesn't matter if you look at it, it really made Zhang Yan find some clues, and an ancient book that he had read in his mind was turned over again, according to the above records, the dream beasts with illusion talents in this illusory forest may be different from ordinary dream beasts, and they will not live together.

As if they were two races, the dream beasts with the talent for illusion were their own race, and the place where they lived was also their own, which could be covered by a large number of illusions. This is just a guess, a guess that Zhang Yan thinks is closest to the answer.

"If the guess recorded in the ancient books is correct, then this matter will be troublesome, and with my current mental power, it is difficult to even see through the illusion of that rabbit...... Isn't that ...... Hey, it's just a matter of luck. Zhang Yan suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart, like a stone pressing on the bottom of his heart.

"Forget it, take a step, take a look!" Zhang Yan removed some useful objects from the body of the Xuanji python in front of him, such as snake gall bladder, snake scales, and snake teeth...... These are good things, so he turned around and left, leaving only the remnants of some poor mystical pythons that had been exploited by him on the ground behind him.

"Huh, hmm, hmm,......" After Zhang Yan confirmed the guess in his heart, his speed increased slightly, and some movements became bolder, his figure flickered, and his footprints were all over the trees in the jungle.

After a few breaths, Zhang Yan stopped after passing by a tree, because there was a familiar footprint on this tree, yes, it was his footprint, which showed that he had already passed by here once.

After a while, Zhang Yan's frowning figure appeared in front of the tree again, and his heart sank again, "This is the third time, it seems that this time I have fallen into some kind of illusion." While thinking secretly, his body tensed slightly, and his right hand touched the Juntian Sword, and his mental power was vigilant in all directions.

In this way, there was a stalemate for a while, and there was no movement around him, Zhang Yan put down the hand holding the hilt of the Juntian Sword, and touched the footprints on the tree with his other hand, and thought with an ugly face,

"It seems that after I go back this time, I have to learn something about illusions, otherwise if I meet an enemy who is more proficient in illusions, won't I be pressed to the ground by the other party and rubbed casually!"

Thinking of this, Zhang Yan pulled out the Juntian Sword from behind his back, and while his right hand was tightly gripping the hilt of the sword, a rune slowly appeared on the palm of his right hand, and the cyan air flow gathered more and more, and soon two wind blades similar to ropes were wrapped around the sword body of the Juntian Sword, and the crosses were staggered.

The expression on his face remained unchanged, his feet were slightly staggered, and as Zhang Yan's right hand went back, a large amount of mist was swept into it by the wind blade and turned into a white tail, faintly dark cyan with a hint of pure black.

Suddenly, Zhang Yan's right hand and body turned into a big bow, and the Juntian Sword in his hand was wrapped in the blazing dream flames, and suddenly, the big bow was pulled to the limit, and in an instant, on the right arm under Zhang Yan's clothes, dozens of green tendons burst out, and the Juntian Sword turned into a daytime meteor and was thrown out, and the sound of piercing the air could not be heard yet.

Jun Tian Jian was like a real meteor, flying straight forward, behind him was a series of air waves generated by a series of qi explosions, and in an instant, Jun Tian Sword flew hundreds of meters away, and suddenly there was a soft sound of "poof!", which was transmitted back by Zhang Yan's spiritual power left on Jun Tian Sword.

At the same time as the light sound was transmitted, Zhang Yan started with his feet, his arms were crossed in front of him, and the two earthy yellow talismans condensed in the air, and in an instant, Zhang Yan used all his strength with his feet, rushing towards the direction where Jun Tianjian left like a wild bull.

"Bang, bang, bang,......" There were several loud sounds, and the two stomps in front of Zhang Yan didn't know how many pieces were broken, and he didn't know how many trees and weeds were lying next to his body.

With a "click", a crisp cracking sound, Zhang Yan stared at his arms, and followed the direction of Jun Tianjian to crash into an invisible air, and there was a lone black hole above it. In an instant, the invisible air was shattered like glass, and along with it was the space where Zhang Yan was, after a period of darkness and light, the illusion was broken, and the real world was revealed in front of him, at this time he also stopped and looked around.

There was also Zhang Yan's spiritual power gushing out, obviously, there was still a thick mist around him, not much different from the jungle in the illusion, and then his figure flickered a few times, appearing in front of a huge and incomparably thick giant tree.

On the body of the tree, Zhang Yan's Juntian Sword was inserted, but when he jumped up high, held the hilt of the sword and was about to pull out the Juntian Sword inserted into the body of the tree, suddenly, his heart shrank violently, and a feeling of being held by someone spontaneously appeared.

The blood pool demon blood that had been absorbed by the Three Holy Fruits began to tremble wildly, and the moment Zhang Yan touched the hilt of the Juntian Sword, everything happened without any warning.